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Loners
Dec 21, 2009 23:47:47 GMT -5
Post by Knight on Dec 21, 2009 23:47:47 GMT -5
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Name: Crystal SilverClaw Rank: n/a Pack: None Age: 3 summers Mate: None Roleplayed By: admin (Knight) Power: Starfire, and on occasion she can hear/see the dead. Being able to hear and see the dead largely depends on two things, number one being whether or not the dead wish to be seen, and number two being the emotions the dead are feeling. The more extreme the feeling, the better she can hear them.
Personality: Crystal is complicated, something born of her troubled, pain filled past. On the outside, she is a quiet, shy female, who doesn't like companionship of anyone, but beneath it all, she has one purpose in life, and only one purpose. To kill the wolf that left her to die on the hard earth. Therefore, she is also a killer if needed, but she wasn't meant to be. Being abandoned by her pack warped her painfully, destroyed her soul and left a monster in her place. Crystal knows she's changed too much to be recognized as the pup that was nearly killed, both in her personality and in her looks. It is painful for her to know this, but she knows it and uses it. But even further beneath that, she is soft enough. She will come to love in time, once she's begun to heal, once she's destroyed the one thing that won't let her heal the wound in her heart...
History: Crystal SilverClaw was born to Dark MoonLightning and Matsi StarFire, two wolves would grow up and go their seperate ways. But for a time, there was a family, Crystal, Dark, Matsi and Coal. A family that was broken apart, however, as not long after Crystal was born, the Alpha of the pack grew angry, very angry. Crystal and Coal were supposedly killed to punish Dark and Matsi for what they'd done, but Crystal survive. She was just old enough to understand what had happened, just old enough to understand that her mother didn't care about her anymore, because she'd left Crystal to die. The young pup should have died in that blinding summer heat, but a yearling of the pack took pity on her, still twitching, and pulled her into the forest and healed her. The bones of one pup was found, bleached bright white in the sun, picked clean by the birds, and it was assumed that the body of the other pup had been taken by a bear or some such creature, and thus, no one looked for Crystal. And so she survived. The yearling took care of her until she could take care of herself, and while Crystal learned, she also planned. Her mother didn't care enough to save her, she decided, so she'd kill her mother, put her through what she'd been through, but this time there would be no kind yearling to save Matsi, and Crystal would hace triumphed. By the time she'd reached yearlinghood herself, Crystal had severed all ties with the wolf who helped her, and left the outskirts of the pack once and for all, traveling for many moons. She arrived in a pack and stayed there for a while, but they found her odd, they found the way she looked and acted and spoke odd, and the plans that fermented in her mind were eventually discovered. Any wolf that planned to kill her mother must be evil they surmised, and so Crystal was driven from the pack. She'd lost a good year there, however, and she headed for the Frost Pack with a vengeance. There was a long distance to cover, and once in a while, she'd lose track of the rumors of the black female who'd created her own pack with a fiery black male. Moons passed, and she finally found the lands where the Frost Pack lived. Now she would at last do what she'd planned to do for so long. Kill her mother.
Apearance: Crystal is a delicate white female, her bones are small and her muscles wiry. Her body is definitely on the small side for a wolf, and she fits the physical profile of helpless young female well. She doesn't look like she could handle herself in a fight, but the network of scars on her body is definitely contrary to that point, however, the majority of those scars were inflicted in puphood, and aren't that noticable. The only scar that jumps out at you is from the fang of a wolf, and is just below her left eye. Those eyes are similar in coloration to Matsi's, a silvery-gray that doesn't stand out against her soft fur. Crystal's wings are also white, feathered in a delicate manner, and though they don't appear strong, they are. Crystal could fly for quite a while at high speeds, though she isn't quite sure how far, she's never driven herself to the limit yet...
- Height: 2 and half feet (30 inches)
- Weight: 75 pounds (her wings definitely contribute to that weight)
- Fur color: White, if you please
- Eye color: Silvery-gray
Name: FireHeart Age: 6 summers Mate: None due to death of his last two mates Roleplayed By: Shadow45wolf (Matsi) Basic Description: FireHeart is a tall, lean and muscular male who has become a loner due to the death of his two partners. The first partner, EarthBreeze, was killed by Cave Pack, and the second was killed after something (or someone) that had killed the whole pack. He is the father of Heartbreeze, Fornae, Seshana, and Hanala. He had/has no idea if his pups are alive or not, but is now searching for the answers to all of his questions. He is a fire wolf with no wings, but both of his parents had wings, that is where HeartBreeze got the wings...
Name: Frostfire Age: 3 Summers Mate: None Roleplayed By: assholegob Basic Description: Frostfire has a white pelt with red patches in her fur. She has unusual markings on her face, which are, in fact, scars left from an old injury. She has white falcon wings. Her left eye is a piercing blue; her right, a deep orange. She is about the average size for a wolf her age. Her right foreleg has a deep scar in it; the fur around it is deep red, as if stained by blood. She controls both the elements of Ice and Lava, making her very versatile...
Name:Indigo Rank: n/a Pack: loner Age: 3 summers Mate: None but looking Roleplayed By: Frosty
Personality: Indigo is a kind hearted wolf who loves to be around other wolves. She is usually kind all round, but to those who set her off, she will shun them. She is usually more cautious around new males she doesn't know, but if she gets to know them, she will probably act find and normal around them. She is playful, but also really wants to have pups and a mate, because she loves pups dearly. If there was anyway for her to have pups without a male, she would do it, but being that that is not possible, she would look for a male that would truly love her, not use her. She is good with her temper, but strong in a fight. Her emotions run strong, so if you get on her good side (Which is fairly easy to do) she will be kind and caring. But if you hurt someone she loves or cares about, you better watch you step. Her power is to control earth and sand. If you were to attack her for really no sudden reason, that would, most definitely, set her off. Also hurting a pup, no matter whose or what it does, will have her snarling at you whenever her eyes set on you. She is not considered dangerous, because you have to do something she really hates to make her snap at you.
History: Indigo was once the beta of a mighty pack. She gained this noble position for her bravery in saving a small pup from inside an enemy camp. They thought this was a noble deed, and, after the death of the last beta by a bullet to the heart, the chose her. She would have loved to become alpha, but didn't want anything to happen to the alphas, who were her dear friends. But the leader turned on his pack mates. He gathered a group of soulless wolves and destroyed the pack. Indigo escaped, but barley. She was heartbroken her friend would do such a thing. She fled the area, and wandered for a while, drifting into packs only to find they were either to hostile or inconsiderate to other wolves, and this didn't suite her. She then ran into a wolf, who she loved deeply, by the name of Deren. But he led her into a battle for the death, only pretending to love her to get her to fight. Deren had, before the battle, a young brother, who he killed to try to become beta, then alpha. But Indigo never knew that until the pack the were fighting against spoke it. The fight was with, what she thought at first, a kind hearted pack, but just turned out to be as bloodthirsty and vicious as her new one. There name was Grim pack. She survived and avenged herself. That wolf is left now with only one front leg. She hates what she did, but felt it fair after what he did to her. After that, she was more wary of who she spent personal time with. She never committed herself to someone like that again, and whenever she thinks about that vile wolf, she has to suppress a snarl. She decided to find a kinder pack and mate, who won't mislead her in any way. The the battle left her scarred on her maw and legs. She explored the cliffs for a while before falling off, hitting her leg and just causing a broken leg, and left, not thinking any wolf would live there. She used to have magnificent wings, but, as she explored, they began to get old and worn, and, the small skirmishes she had started to make them smaller and more painful, until, at one skirmish, a wolf bit them off. And of course, it happened to be a male, making her even more wary.
Appearance: Indigo is a mainly purple wolf with a white chest and stomach, slightly white face, and the bottom of her tail is white. She has scars down her maw and legs, and has a billowy, bushy tail. She has slender black claws and no wings. Her powers left her with a slightly green tinge around the white of her fur. She is a rather dainty wolf, but when she's angry, strong muscles ripple through her body and are easy to see.
- Height: 4 feet high
- Weight: 115 lbs.
- Fur color: Purple and white
- Eye color: liquid gold
Name: LarkaStar (Affectionately known as Larka) Age: 3 summers Mate: -none- Roleplayed By: Shadow45wolf45 (Matsi) Basic Description: Larka is an average sized female wolf with extrodinary beauty. She is often compared to the stars and gems, and better than them both. She has quite an intrest in the Frost Pack and has taken upon herself to defend them, and is the sister of Firebringer, and their rivalry is known far and wide, though she banished him to the Spirit Realms once and for all, and even if Firebringer promises revenge, Larka has some time... She has a power called Fate, which controls if a wolf lives or dies, and is thus, quite mature for her age.
Name: Mokai HellHound Rank: n/a yet Pack: Loner still. Looking for good pack Age: 3 summers Mate:None, for almost all wolves fear him. Roleplayed By: Matsi Basic Description: HellHound. That is the first name that many think of when they set eyes on this young male. Eyes that are reverse, but with blue pupils, not white. Fangs that are larger than normal, in fact, everything about him is abnormal. He is large and very muscular and does not have paws, he has talons. His claws are long and deadly looking. His wings are bony and torn in many places. His black pelt is shadowy colored, then red markings dot his face and neck. A collar made of heavy steel, with the remainders of a thick chain still grasps his neck, a reminder of his past with the humans. Though the male looks as if he is the bringer of nothing but death, that is not true. Mokai is quiet and shy, rarely speaking to those who are higher ranked than himself. Though he is almost deadly in a fight with his power to shift into a wolf sized, black, fire-breathing dragon, he rarely shifts or fights. He dislikes to shift, for he cannot control himself in his dragon like form. Mokai was born to the HellValley pack in the north, next to the fire mountains. His parents were blood thirsty wolves that were mid-ranks, but turned on the pack and killed all but their only son, Mokai. Once Mokai turned six months old, his parents and himself were captured by humans. There his lived until he was two years old. Both of his parents had died, but he didn't care, he was welcoming to the thought of escaping the death-bringers who he called mother and father. Now, he is alone, searching for acceptance and a family.
Name: Opalclaw Goes by: Opal Rank: n/a {loner} Pack: None {intends to join the Frost Pack} Age: 2 summers {2 years} Mate: None Roleplayed By: Knight Basic Description: To call Opal golden would be a slight exaggeration. This young male is a dark brown with swirls of green, as well as a purely white underbelly, with white wings. His eyes are a dark caramel color with bright yellow-gold around his pupils. His claws, from which he got his name, are long and also a golden color. He was from the Spirit Mountain Pack in the far south, far enough south that it was iced year round. Captured by the humans from this pack, Opal was raised by the humans, and experimented on regularly. Opal escaped from the humans with a young female named Icepelt. However, while they were on the road, he came down with a dangerous illness, so he left Icepelt to die, but was found by a pack named the Silent Pack, who healed him and took care of him for a time, before he went off once more, running into a white female named Crystal Silverclaw, whose name was suspiciously familiar. After spending a time with her, he returned to traveling, having found that staying in one place wasn’t really the thing for him. Opal's power is to control storms, he can create storms that span 5 miles at the most, and he can control storms up to 10 miles in radius, though to hit the limit of either thing is extremely hard for him.
Name: Surge Age: About 9 summers Mate: None Roleplayed By: Frostybird_55 Basic Description: Surge is a loner who was taken to the humans along with Moon. However, Moon had helped him escape and the young male grew slightly fond of the old loner male, who has psychic powers, though they haven't been explored to their full extent yet. He has strange markings on his wings and was born like that because its the leading sign, and he was the leader of a pack that died from a disease...
Name: Tekai Age: One summer, two winters (1.5 years) Mate: None Roleplayed By: admin (Knight) Basic Description: Tekai is blind, not that you'd be able to tell from the way he moves about, so surely, as if he can really see the world, even though he can't. His power certainly helps in navigating, however, as he can sense heat and cold in a way other wolves can't. He can tell in an instant if he's managed to kill his prey because he will feel the temperature beginning to drop long before other wolves could. He can tell if there are other wolves nearby because he will feel their body heat at around the point where they will be able to sense him. He's a loner at heart, never staying at any place for too long, and is a slow wolf to trust others. He has a regal bearing, which is where his title, 'The Blind King' came from...
Name: Wicca Rank: n/a {loner} Pack: None. Will probably end up in the "Loner Pack" Age: 7 summers {years} Mate: None Roleplayed By: Knightness. <3 Basic Description: Wicca might be getting on in years, but that doesn't slow her down. She's fierce when provoked, and powerful enough that she could easily take down a younger opponent. She might have less energy, but she has far more experience. Sweet when she needs to be, Wicca is adaptable. If she wants something or someone, she'll do whatever it takes to get that thing, even kill, though she tends to shy away from killing. This might mark her as weak to some, but Wicca far prefers to have wolves live through what she wants them to endure, which typically involves mental torture more than physical torture. Mental torment is less easy to track, after all. Her fur is mainly fiery colored, leading many wolves to believe that she controls fire. In truth, Wicca does not, she controls sunlight. She can twist the sunlight, make it take forms, and give it mass, make into something that is 'real'. Her pelt is marred by a few scars on her muzzle, and down by her paws, giving her a more grizzled appearance. Of course, Wicca's fur is mainly reddish-orange, however, the further away from the center of her body the fur is, the more it fades, leaving her muzzle, wing tips, and tail tips to be a very pale yellow.
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bushy
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Loners
Mar 5, 2010 20:18:03 GMT -5
Post by bushy on Mar 5, 2010 20:18:03 GMT -5
Name: Keaira (pronounced key-eara) ("little dark one" in Irish) Rank: N/A Pack: None Age: 3 Summers Power: Frost. She can bring it on at a moments notice. If she stands in one place for too long, the ground around her feet will grow a film of ice. Also, it continues to grow around her body when she sleeps. This can be a problem in winter if she can't find a warm enough place to rest for the night, but not often with her longer-than-average tail to wrap around herself and keep warm. Mate: None Roleplayed By: Bushy
Personality: Her personality fits well with her abilities. She has a decidedly frosty disposition, not enjoying being around others much at all. Keaira goes out of her way to avoid other wolves, but unfortunately that doesn't always work. When she speaks she is often short, having little use for any kind of communication, but that isn't often a problem. If her appearance doesn't chase them off, she will often use her abilities to lower the temperature several degrees, scaring off the majority of the rest.
History: Keaira was born to a happy pack of wolves, far from where Frost Pack now claims its territory. She was your typical happy pup for the first part of her life, but that ended when they were betrayed. One of the pack members, motivated by some perceived slight from one of the alpha's, had led a group of humans to them. Some of the adults were able to get away, but all of the pups were too young to escape and were taken. She hid her abilities while in captivity, biding her time for the perfect moment to escape. That day came after she had been there for a full turn of seasons when they were moving her to a larger cage. She froze the chains on her shackles to make them weak and broke them off, taking flight as soon as she found a way out. Her trust in other wolves was deeply shaken by the whole ordeal, and she now tries to stay away from them as much as possible.
Appearance: The front end of her body, along with the top half of her body, tail, and wings, are a deep black. Her back legs, belly, and underside of her tail and wings, are a light lavender. Her wings are large and feathered, hawk-like, and fully capable of carrying her in flight. Her eyes are yellow, glowing when she intentionally uses her powers, and shackles remain around her front legs, leftover from her time with humans.
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